it’s sunday. and that means only one thing.

[did i ever tell you how much i adore clichéd sayings? i love them more than mixing metaphors -- like eating pancakes under a ton of bricks]

what’s that one thing, you ask? sundays are for churchin’!

what’s that, you say? you don’t go to church?

well, sugahpie, i never miss the church of cliff yablonski. mainly cuz he’ll bash my skull in with a tire iron, but, you know, we all have our own religious convictions.

i love religion! :shock: